Voiceless |Book 1| Complete

7 | Unspoken Truth

10 minutes...

That's all he would have to wait and then he could see Jisung again. He left the male alone in his dorm with the cats sleeping soundly. Minho could see how exhausted he looked when his brows furrowed. In the last few days he has grown overally fond and rather protective of the mute boy. Minho couldn't really explain to himself why either, but ever since he found that Hyunjin's gang was the one of the main reasons causing Jisung pain at school, he wanted to protect Jisung like he belonged to him. Jisung doesn't question it either, rather just stays silent. He still doesn't always speak but when he does Minho doesn't hear a frail raspy sound. He hears a heavenly soothing sound.

He stared at the clock mindlessly as it ticked away, with a tick, tick, tick. Who would of thought this is how he would spend his pre-medicine class? Staring at a white faced clock as the teachers words become so muffled he drowned them out and just constantly listen to the ticking. His knee bobbing up and down as if he had his own twitch problem.

"Min..." Minho jumped as he was quietly jabbed in the arm as it startled him. He looked to see who it was, turned out to only be Chan.

Shrugging questioning his motives for poking him.

"Stop fidgeting your shaking the table" Chan replied with a smirk. Instantly Minho stopped bouncing his knee and then stared back at the clock.

7 minutes remained. He just wanted out of this stiff atmosphere he call a classroom. He pulled his phone out swiping the lock screen and then tap into messages. Soon realizing he still didn't have the youngers number.

In an attempt to think of how he could even get the youngers number without pestering him, he hadn't even heard the bell chime saying he was free from the torture of university classes once more. Looking up from being tapped Chan shook his head.

"I'm headed to the medical wing, are you coming?" Chan said grabbing his bag, Minho following suit.

"No, I should probably check on Han. I left him in my dorms to sleep. you know... safe measures." Minho rubbed his neck, cheeks burning with embarrassment as he watched his friend wriggle his eyebrows and smirk.

"Don't think like that Old Man!" Minho pouted, only earning a hysteric laugh from him. Minho stormed off rolling his eyes.

"Oh Minho! Say hi to Jisung for me, and tell him to eat. Ensure he drinks enough water!" Chans voice muffled through the halls. Minho ducked.

This damn idiot. Why am I friends with him again?

Minho, roamed the halls towards the towers, the sleeping quarters of all the university students.

"Han?" Minho whispered entering his dorm quickly to avoid his cats getting out. Looking around he saw that Jisung wasn't where he left him, looking down he saw shoes still there. He had to be still in the room. His first guess was checking the washroom. Dori sitting outside the door looking up at the handle tail twitching. Nearly contemplating to jump. Minho picked his feline up, then knocked on the door.

"Han are you in there?" Minho asked, earning no response, but he could hear shuffling. muffled coughs erupting.

"I'm opening the door okay?" Turning the handle trying to peak in, but some force held it in place. Minho put Dori down, shoving just a little harder on the door and actually got movement. There he stood, shirtless and blonde hair covering his eyes, almost as if in shame.

Minho's eyes widened seeing a long cut on the youngers back.

"What happened!?" Minho quickly panicked, but Jisung didn't seem bothered. He stood picking at his nails in attempt to calm his nerves.